At this moment, the two people who were both trapped in the hunter's trap were inevitably a little embarrassed.

Alice's situation is relatively good.

During the fall, she used magic to create a thick layer of ice beneath her body. Apart from a few painful places on her body, only the surface of her black robe was covered with a lot of gray-black oil.

Danitaly on the other side was not so lucky.

Although she never fell, she was soaked by the oily liquid she put into the mechanism, and her whole body was covered with dust and fallen leaves brought up by the trap.

But even so, she still smiled and kept the red fireball suspended in her palm, controlling it to keep a distance from the gray oil underneath——

When she originally set up this trap, she buried enough explosives at the bottom of the pit. Once the ash oil came into contact with the open flame, the situation would inevitably fall in an irreversible direction.

But it was precisely because of this that Danitaly felt the joy of hunting for the first time in a long time.

She was in such a state of embarrassment that she, who had just been promoted to Sequence 7 "Fire Mage", was able to drag the witch who had obviously reached Sequence 6 level to the edge of the abyss of death. With just a wave of her hand, the two of them would be infinitely trapped.

Engulfed in endless flames and explosions.

By then, no matter how many mirrors Alice has on her body that can be used as a substitute, or how long she can withstand the frost spell, she will not be able to escape from this extremely large execution ground.

Of course, Danitaly doesn't want to see this worst-case scenario happen.

"Are you planning to commit suicide?"

Alice finally responded, her tone as cold as when she was in battle.

"No, I haven't lived enough. How can I be willing to die here." Danitaly laughed slightly wildly, her voice filled with the joy of satisfying the hunt. "I just hope you can give up resistance and admit that you lose."

Then...well, let's go back and take a shower together and then have a good sleep."

...You still want to sleep with her now?

Alice would not misunderstand the meaning of the other party's words. She almost lost the cold expression on her face, and the condensed aura on her body could not help but stagnate.

"Is it weird? Hunters hunt for several reasons: they want to eat meat, they want the beautiful fur of their prey, they want to satisfy their desire as a predator... Ha, if you want to blame it, blame yourself, especially

Sooner or later, beautiful prey will be targeted by others. Even if it is not me, there will be other hunters who are stronger than me and more eager to plunder..."

As Danitaly spoke, she couldn't help coughing twice, and she tasted a taste like burning internal organs from her throat.

But even though she knew that she was dragging her newly promoted body around, almost wandering back and forth on the verge of losing control, she still felt the joy coming from deep inside her heart.

A vague violent force that was not her own seeped out from the swallowed potion and flowed to her limbs and body.

Sure enough, fighting is the fastest way to digest the magic potion!

Danitaly's body was almost exhausted, but her spirit was extremely energetic. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and continued to "persuade" the Witch Alice in a cheerful tone:

"Okay, okay, I won't let you do anything. You just want to sleep with me... or a few sleeps. As for it being so difficult to make a choice? Don't witches all like that kind of thing? Or do you want to try a forced game with me?

Just choose the theme, the unwilling and beautiful maid was knocked unconscious by the master and tied into the bedroom..."

At this moment, Danitaly saw Witch Alice slowly reveal a smile, her tender pink lips opening and closing.

"That's right."

Before she could be happy about her "submission", Danitaly heard her continue:

"Then give it a try and see if you can light this sea of ​​fire."

...Would you rather die than obey? Is there such a witch in the world?

Danitaly was feeling surprised, but she felt something strange around her.

The gray-black oily liquid was "frozen" into a solid state at some point, just like the hoarfrost that covered the ground in autumn and winter, condensing into patches of darkness. On its surface, pure-colored ice layers rapidly spread and proliferated.

Driven by some mysterious ability, they bloom into shapes that go against common sense, like spreading branches and leaves and ice flowers.

"How could..." It was only at this moment that Danitaly realized that her body had begun to be covered with frost.

She didn't feel the change in the surrounding temperature at all! But how is this possible? How could such a large-scale ice formation be completed in such a short period of time!

Danitaly tried to break away from the rapidly spreading ice, and the oil layer on her body continued to peel off as she moved.

But the ice seemed to come alive and began to hunt her down. First, it froze her feet into the ice, then her calves, knees, and then her waist...

And when the biting coldness pinched her neck, the last thing she saw in her eyes was the cold-looking witch Alice.

There were frost flowers that looked like ice crystals on the edge of her black robe.

Danitaly's vision fell into darkness.

When her consciousness returned to her body, she realized that she had left the trap filled with ash and fire oil.

The pungent smell lingering on the tip of her nose disappeared, and the coldness that engulfed her body disappeared. Only the pain and weakness lingering on her body remained, reminding her of her survival status.

Danitaly opened her eyes with difficulty and confirmed that she was sitting weakly next to a tree, and the dirt on her body seemed to have been taken care of.

So she tried to turn her stiff neck, trying to find the figure of the witch.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. After all, the aftermath will be troublesome, and it will affect the two evening gowns being made."

Alice's voice came from the opposite direction she was facing, and Danitaly turned her head to look at her. She felt as if her neck had been broken once, and her voice was trembling with pain.

"In your eyes...ahem, my value is only two dresses?"

Alice, who had already put down the hood of her black robe, glanced at her, was too lazy to pay attention to the crazy woman's strange words, and continued talking to herself.

"You actually had a chance to escape just now...I mean in the end, if you are determined enough to ignite all the fire oil on your body, you should have a chance to escape from the range of my spell."

"Ha, I'm not stupid. At that time, lighting a fire would only burn myself, which was not cost-effective. What's more, I'm still alive now. I haven't lost my hands or feet, nor have I been burned all over my body. At most, I only have a few bruises on my waist and shoulders. I'll be recovering for a few days.

Enough."

Danitaly behaved very openly, as if she had already been convinced that the witch would not kill her to vent her anger.

……Fine.

Unable to think of any other topics for the moment, Alice fell silent and fell into thinking.

She was thinking about how she would react if she really was a witch.

As a witch who has been angered by being told the "gender truth", how should she react after winning a difficult victory?

...What? The word "difficult" should be in quotation marks?

No, no, Alice felt that she was really having a hard time - she had always maintained the use of fast spell-casting skills, used black robes to hide the necessary spell gestures and medium changes, and had to carefully control the accuracy of each spell.

In order to avoid accidentally exposing the identity of the fake witch one time, and then being forced to end the battle...

After all, she doesn't have much experience in frost spells, and the fake "invisible thread" is also a counterfeit released by the temporarily improved spider web spell...

As for the Witch's other magic signature, Black Flame, she never used it once in the whole process. Fortunately, the other party should not be suspicious.

"Are you thinking about how to deal with me? Ha, the hunter also becomes the prey one day, which is quite novel..."

Danitaly didn't seem to care about her status as a captive of the defeated, and she seemed to understand.

"so be it."

Alice made a decision, leaned over and grabbed Danitaly's shirt collar, which was almost in tatters, and threw her to the ground like she was dragging an animal carcass - the other party didn't resist at all in the process, so

Even Alice, who was weak, successfully completed this action.

Then, she stepped on the defeated hunter's head, pointing the sharp heel directly at the forehead under the dark golden bangs.

"Bend your knees to me, surrender to me, there is no second choice... Is this kind of punishment satisfactory?"

…

In the dead of night, in the early hours of the morning, Alice was finally able to return to Daffodil Street in Tingen, and returned to the guest room whose furniture and furnishings were simple and plain, but already had a sense of life.

She took off her dirty black robe, fell onto the soft bed, and let out a deep breath.

"Phew...it's finally over."

Although the fight was tiring, and dealing with the defeated afterwards made her even more mentally exhausted, Alice believed that what she gained tonight was at least worth her efforts.

At least, her performance as a witch was very good, so good that she could almost be confirmed as a "witch". Even Danitaly, who seemed to know a lot about witches, didn't see through this vest. At most, she just thought that she was better at mirrors and frost.

of spells.

But compared with a real witch, her shortcomings are also very obvious——

Her performance in close combat is really terrible.

Whenever she encounters an unavoidable attack, she will directly use mirror teleportation to escape; and when faced with an attack that can be blocked with ice, she will choose to build a defense with ice instead of dodging.

Danitaly obviously caught this characteristic of her actions, and finally used her body as bait to lure her to the trap, and almost succeeded in creating a situation where they both perished together.

But Alice couldn't think of any better solution for the moment.

In her opinion, witch is a "profession" advanced from assassin.

She knew that her agility was only at the level of ordinary people, not to mention that her physical strength and physical strength were abysmal...

In other words, she is a partial magician with no fighting ability other than the use of magic power.

Even if she uses spells to assist her and temporarily improve her physical abilities, her fighting and body skills will still be full of loopholes, making her suspicious.

Therefore, Alice's positioning as a character is very clear: a witch who prefers to use magic to resolve disputes!

Of course, the characteristics of the assassin cannot be ignored. For example, at the beginning of the battle, she approached Danitaly invisibly, making the illusion of trying to assassinate her...
To be continued...